stump,
And I?—I gave the team the gad—and took
’er on the jump!
She split in halves and through I went, but
back she slapped, ker-whack,
And gripped Jemimy’s pantaloons right where
she’d left the slack.
The team was going double-quick—the oxen
plunged along—
I held the old oak handle-bars, I gripped ’em